Hierarchy 294 – Handling Straight Alpha Rage
Is serving an abusive Alpha always a bad idea?
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This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
All Alphas have power, but many are content to use that power to improve their own needs and wants on a personal level. However, certain Alphas – God Alphas – alter not only their own reality, but also the realities of others around them. These great ones act like natural forces, shifting winds and moving sky and Earth to right the wrongs and lift up the broken.
Master Lorenzo is the latter.
His power and control is next-level, and he consistently shocks me with the things he seems to handle almost effortlessly. Sometimes these are complex problems, like what he did to rescue Giovanni and his mother from a troubled past in another country and settle them with him in Brazil. He did that at the same time as he was building an important new career that is bringing him great windfalls of cash and notoriety. Nothing is ever too much for him or beyond his reach (not even me).
When straight Alphas tell me that gay Alphas either (1) don’t exist, or (2) are lesser than straight Alphas, I scoff … because I know Master Lorenzo. I invented the term “God Alpha” specifically for infinitely powerful Kings like him. I can name plenty of straight Alphas who claim the titles of “Apex” or “God” Alpha who wouldn’t be fit to tie Master Lorenzo’s shoes.
As legendary as Master Lorenzo’s thread here already is, his primary faggot Giovanni now adds another section to Master Lorenzo’s triumphant trophy case.
Read this:
Hi Brother Sam!!!
This is your little brother Giovanni!! <3 How are you today?
I wasn’t going to tell you this story because it’s not hot and sexy as usual but I saw the message from the faggot with a Master making him away from his father and omg!!! I was so angry that now I want to tell you about this. Master Lorenzo gave me permission to send this story to the website.
So Sam, you know how perfect Lorenzo is and how he rescued both me and my mom when we were poor abroad and he gave me a new life, he pays my tuition, he buys my clothes, and treats me like his perfect princess (and his slut in the bedroom of course!) But I think I never told you how well he treats my mother as well. Before taking me as his personal faggot, he asked my mom if she was okay living without me and how she felt about it. She said that she would miss me but he wanted me to be happy. Of course Master didn’t tell her that I am his personal faggot, so she thinks we are just boyfriends, but he was really careful to make sure she would not be in trouble without me. So he found a place for her, paid her rent FOR SIX MONTHS until she settled down and thanks to him and his contacts he found a good job for her. My mom has only experience as a cleaning lady, so it is not very simple to find good jobs, but my Master has a lot of contacts in many places and he recommended her to work in a company and then he found a house for her as well. So now she works from Monday to Friday in a good company and on Saturdays she cleans a family’s house to make some extra money. Thanks to my powerful Master!
But I want to tell you about what happened two weeks ago… my mom was arriving home and a pick pocket stole her cellphone in front of her house. She was soooo sad and desperate, you have no idea brother Sam. She felt alone and isolated, so she ran to my Master’s house because she was really afraid. She needed a Man to protect her! She has a boyfriend now and he is a good person but he is not an Alpha at all!! When she arrived home my mom was shaking and crying, so she called her boyfriend from my phone and guess what? He just said “oh I’m sorry, we can talk about that later” I don’t blame him, many men would do the same, but a God Alpha is a God Alpha, right? So an hour later my Master arrived home and asked what was going on. She told him that she had been robbed in front of her house and although the guy only took her phone, she was really afraid of going back there and feeling lost. She even apologized for coming to my master’s house without asking before.
Our wonderful Master said “do not apologize, you are Gio’s mother and I will take care of you.” AND THAT’S IT!!! With one sentence, he solved all the problems, omg!! Master Lorenzo opened his computer, told her to choose a new phone, then she said she wouldn’t be able to afford a new one. My master just said “it is my present to my boy’s mother, just pick it up, whatever you would like to have”
Omg brother Sam, she cried so much, she didn’t know how to react. Master Lorenzo bought her a new phone, ordered food to us, and we had dinner together, the three of us. After dinner, Master sent me to the kitchen to do the dishes, and I heard him saying “how are you? Feeling better? Wanna stay here tonight?” My mom said that she didn’t want to be inconvenient, and Master said “you are Gio’s mother, you are and will always be the most important person on Earth for him, so taking care of you is my responsibility just like taking care of him”
Oh brother Sam, I love my Master soooo much!!!! There is a guest room in Master’s apartment, where Jose and Rafa sleep when they are here. So Master prepared the room WITH HIS OWN HANDS while my mom was taking a shower. She stayed a week with us because she was really scared of going back home. Master said that she didn’t want her to go back to his old house because it would be too much stress. He talked with her landlord, negotiated with him and it was very fortunate because the guy had other apartments, so Lorenzo just negotiated to move her to another apartment in a different building.
Brother Sam, is it weird that I get reaaaaally horny when my Master takes care of my mom like this?? Omg, I just want to serve him with all my soul and body and he does things like that to my family. I told you that this story is not hot, but after everything he did we went to our bedroom and I begged him to fuck me and of course he did very well as always. And I slept with a big load inside my hole, very grateful for my Master
So I want to say to our fag brothers: this is a real Master!!! They take care of us and protect us <3
How I do love my baby brother Gio! I’m always so proud of him and his devoted service! Gio is one of those natural faggots who just gets it and is proud to be able to serve wholeheartedly!
But how about what Master Lorenzo did, eh??? Pretty incredible!
He knows how much Giovanni loves his mother, so when he saw his faggot upset and scared for her welfare, he soared into action immediately! And, as always, he not only corrected the problem, but he actually went above and beyond to make the situation much better! That’s really the definition of a Protector Alpha, isn’t it?
Some Alphas wouldn’t care less about the struggles of their faggots (after all, they’re just slaves), but I’ve never encouraged faggots to serve such Men. The Masters who’ve owned me were very much like Master Lorenzo, except straight. Keep in mind that Master Lorenzo isn’t doing these things for Gio because he’s a gay Alpha … it’s because he’s a GOOD Alpha, a GOD Alpha.
Any Alpha that isn’t willing to help their faggot when it’s troubled or in pain isn’t worthy of being a Master of one.
In this case, Master Lorenzo sets a standard for all of his Alpha brothers (gay and straight). Again, the definition of a Protector Alpha AND a God Alpha.
I continue to be so grateful that my life has been graced by the life and power of Master Lorenzo. I’m also glad that my baby brother Gio (and his mother) are safe in the protective care of one of the greatest Kings I’ve known.
Thank you for sharing this, little Gio! And thank you, Master Lorenzo, for continuing to inspire me and many others! I love you both!
Always,
~ sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Straight Master Andre is probably one of the most pragmatic Alphas I’ve ever featured here. He lives his blessed life however he wants, and when confronted by issues, he sizes them up and makes cold, clinical choices without any remorse.
He lived with his girlfriend and his longtime friend-turned-faggot Alberto, but when the girlfriend started mistreating Alberto, Master Andre wasted no time booting her ass out of the house. Despite being a straight Alpha, he chose his faggot over a female. It was such a triumphant moment, and Master Andre demonstrated his loyalty and sense of justice in making the decision.
All because Master Andre is a King of integrity … and little Alberto is a fantastic faggot.
Every straight Alpha who uses/owns faggots ends up arriving at a roadblock: how to build a life with a female while retaining the services of a loyal faggot.
Very few Alphas ever manage to make this work. My straight Masters couldn’t. Plenty of straight Alphas I’ve chronicled here failed that test, too. In fact, only one Alpha that I know of is making it work: Master Diante. Those are some long odds.
This is the problem weighing on Master Andre’s mind when he wrote the following to me:
Hi Sam, this is Andre again.
My lovely boy Alberto is doing great, I have been fucking and breeding him at least 5 times a week. Ngl, the sunflower tattoo really turns me on and he knows how to tease me shaking his ass to me and showing me his smooth sexy hole wearing very tiny underwear.
But I wanna hear your opinion about something else. You know very well the bad experience I had with that other girl, but I still want to have a woman for me. A girlfriend, a fiancé, a wife, and the mother of my kids one day. The problem is: every time I find a nice girl for me, they ask who my roommate is, then I say he is my best friend, and some of them start questioning me if I am bisexual. I mean, this is a stupid thing to say because, regardless of what I do with him, straight men should have the right to have gay best friends. But anyway, I always say that I am straight (as I am) but every woman I bring to my bedroom gets annoyed with how caring and protective I am about Alberto. In other words, I do not see any chances in the future of having a wife at home and keeping Alberto close to him and I want to.
I know that is no final answer to this issue, but I assume that, as a faggot, you understand the female mind much better than me, don’t you? Maybe I should just let Alberto find a proper Master who will take care of him and I will stay in my house with my future woman, but I do like living with him and taking care of him. Any thoughts?
See what I mean? Master Andre is so honest and realistic about his situation, even though it’s potentially a heartbreaking one. The issue is a big one, a complicated one, and I guess he should be grateful that it’s not a pressing issue right now. While I am more feminine than Master Andre, women are a whole other kettle of fish I cannot claim to understand. To me, they seem way too selfish, and this seems to be at the heart of their unpredictable and violent mood swings.
If I had the answers Master Andre seeks, I’d be far more powerful than any fag has the right to be. My guess would be that Master Andre simply needs to find a very submissive female and use his Alpha power to get her to accept Alberto. After all, Master Diante is able to live with a woman and own three live-in faggots! So this outcome is possible.
One other thing to help Master Andre’s chances would be to make Alberto’s service beneficial to HER as well as him. It appears that some women will accept the benefits of faggots serving their boyfriend/husband if there are tangible benefits to them, like reduced workload around the house, massages, etc.
Part of me just wants to believe Master Andre will keep choosing his faggot. Alberto gives everything he has to provide Master Andre with every last thing he could want, every ounce of power and worship any Alpha could want. He owns one of the truly great faggots in Alberto, and Alberto serves out of a place of pure love and humility that touches me even from so far away.
I cannot imagine Alberto serving another Master, and I’m sure Master Andre feels the same way. Even if Master Andre arranged things so that Alberto lived nearby, that would at least keep their vital and enriching relationship alive!
But one thing I do know for certain: Master Andre will weigh all of his options and come to the right conclusion, both for himself and his beloved faggot!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a straight Alpha named Master Diante, a well-hung 28-year-old Alpha who lives with his girlfriend and three live-in faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the more startling discoveries from the new and improved Hierarchy University Discord (CLICK HERE TO JOIN!) has been straight God Alpha Diante. It’s rare to find a big-dicked (see pic above) straight Alpha under 30 who is so absolutely in control of every aspect of his life, including what he understands about himself.
It’s that self-possessed confidence that gives Master Diante enough power to have a committed girlfriend and three live-in faggots. I cannot stress how rare it is for such a situation to exist, let alone thrive. It’s only true God Alphas who manage such a feat.
But running a house with a female and three faggots can present a variety of problems. And when Master Diante disappeared for a couple of weeks, I was wondering what might be going on at home. And sure enough, there was an issue.
I am fine, we’ve just been dealing with some changes in the household, but everything is good now. Johnny (one of the three fags) has been having a bit of a strange thing happening to him that we are adapting to.
Pretty much since I started owning him and cucking him with his gf, he started wetting the bed. we’ve been managing this by having him be diapered at night. well a few weeks ago he started having some accidents during the day as well, so I thought it best that he stay diapered all the time. (obviously except when serving). Must be something psychological with him, that’s what our doctor says. So we’ve all been getting used to essentially having a “baby fag” in the house.
I thought that was a very curious reaction to being cucked. I’ve never heard of that, but if I had to venture a guess, I’d say that Johnny hasn’t fully accepted his faghood and is reacting that way because of his fallen beta nature.
So I asked Master Diante about the daily routine of his three fags.
With me, it’s all about routine. they all have a role within the household, and they all know their place.
During the work week, I have to get up around 6am… by the time my alarm goes off, they know that one of them needs to be kneeling beside my bed, one needs to make sure my suit is ready, and one of them needs to have breakfast ready.
I wake up with morning wood and one of them is there waiting to be used however I want… Usually I will just use their throat, unless i’m extra horny in which case I will use their pussy.
I eat my breakfast, usually with the fag who made me breakfast nursing on my cock under the table.
After that I shower and get ready for the day.
After work, dinner is made and ready for me.
After dinner, I like to play with the fags for a bit, sometimes while browsing the internet or watching tv.
Then it’s pretty much time for bed.
It’s pretty amazing that a straight Alpha can design a life this efficient and focused entirely on his pleasure in this day given the constant pressure to conform to the Western philosophy of equality and inclusion!
Of course, that Western philosophy is based on a well-meaning lie!
Master Diante is actually living the life Alphas at his power level traditionally enjoyed. It’s the life the Greek Alphas lived, or the gladiators in Rome enjoyed. Truly powerful Alphas scoff at the weak ideas of inferiors and instantly dismiss them.
Fortunately the internet has reawakened the Alpha class to the truth of Hierarchy, and they’re realizing the much broader scope of power and pleasure possible if they simply embrace that truth. When Master Diante was 18 years old I started the site FagsWorshipAlphas on Tumblr alongside many other hierarchically-based sites. Since then, this truth has been opening eyes and changing lives like his.
That’s why I chronicle and publicly praise God Alphas like Master Diante. He is among the true Kings of the Earth, leaders of Men who are taking back their rightful position and all of the worship and treasure that entails. These are Men after whom the Greeks patterned their Gods of Olympus.
Master Diante and his God Alpha brothers are bending society to their will, forcing it to serve their needs. Their new reality is really the old reality. The way Alpha life was meant to be lived in the beginning!
The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a Portuguese faggot named Fernando who has submitted and is serving the straight Alpha husband of his sister! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The saga of my little fag brother Fernando has been one of my most favorite true stories I’ve ever published (and honestly, that’s saying something around here!). Several months ago I was blessed with the opportunity to guide Fernando into submitting to and seducing his brother-in-law, a straight Alpha named Pedro. It worked like a charm (of course), and Master Pedro has secretly owned and used Fernando ever since. I highly recommend following the link above and re-reading the entire story, because it’s pretty hot!
Anyway, it’s been a couple of months since I last heard from Fernando, but today he popped up in my Questions From Readers inbox to tell me about a new development!
Hello Brother Sam!
This is Fernando from Portugal again. We talked in the beginning of September and I was dealing with mixed feelings about how to serve my Master Pedro. I wanted to come here again and thank you for your wise words. I realized that trying to change Pedro’s behavior is as silly as trying to handcuff a hurricane. So I talked to him about my feelings and asked him to be careful. He opened his beautiful and confident smile, hugged me, and said “baby, I love your sister and nothing that I do will never affect her or our son. You are my family as well and I will take care of you. Do you want to stop seeing me?” And then I panicked at the thought of losing him, I realizes how much I need his big arms and hands, thick cock, and heavy balls. Then I just said “no please, stay with me” and he answered “so I think you should worry less and suck my cock more”
We were in my apartment, so I immediately stopped talking and knelt in front of him. I kissed his balls and tried to empty my mind focusing exclusively on his pleasure. I gave him the best blowjob ever, trying to keep my mind away from anything else. I already know him very well, so I did with my tongue and lips all the things he loves. After some time, he was completely relaxed and said “come on, go faster and make me cum.” And so I did, using my hands and mouth, nothing else mattered other than making my man cum.
He usually cums in my mouth and tells me to swallow but this time he held my hair and shot a thick warm load on my face. And he told me not to wash it off. He just said “let it dry out and sleep with my cum on your face” and you know what is crazy, Sam? He went back to my sister, so I could have washed my face and he would never know it. But even alone in my own house I let his cum on my face until the following day and after 12 hours I washed it off.
Anyway, after 12 hours of Pedro’s skin care, I realized that you were absolutely right, brother. I should just shut up and accept my place in his life. And so I did! He is taking care of my sister and my future nephew very very well, and whenever he is stressed he knows where to empty his balls. You know what, brother? In the end, I think we are happier than most of “normal” families LOL
This is EXACTLY what every faggot should do for straight Alphas! Just give them a discreet service and worship! Offer them a free and secret place to dump their loads and express the dominance they might not be able to express at home!
Fernando is the type of faggot that is quite successful at straight Alpha seduction. What type is that? Cute, flirty in a submissive way, clever, and whorish. Fernando is exactly that, as are other successful faggots like Ethan, Fabien, Benjamin, Giovanni, Jimmy, and many others featured here. Hell, that was me in my prime, too! We all share a particular strand of faggot DNA that helps us seduce these straight Alpha Kings.
I’m proud to kneel beside these brothers!
In my last correspondence I was fearful that Fernando was going to make an emotional decision that might wreck this very special situation. I’m glad he listened to me, opened his heart to Master Pedro, and submitted. It clearly made all the difference in the world!
And it’s no small thing that Master Pedro squirted his seed all over Fernando’s face and ordered him to leave it to dry there. I doubt if Master Pedro was thinking that deeply into it, but subconsciously he wanted to mark Fernando as his own property! This is a HUGE deal! Master Pedro, despite being a straight Alpha, wanted to take complete ownership of his first faggot! I have no doubt that Master Pedro went to sleep that night feeling more powerful than he ever has before!
It’s really a shame I’ll never get to speak to Master Pedro. I’d love to pick his brain and find out how he views all of this. It can’t happen, of course, and I wouldn’t want to make waves in a delicate situation. But Master Pedro is truly a King, a magnificent example of why we faggots yearn to serve straight Alphas. I don’t know him, but what I do know of him through Fernando makes me submit to him inside.
I thank you, Fernando, for writing to tell me about this incredibly touching moment between you and your Master! I’m more proud of you than I can possibly express! I love you, kiddo!
Always,
sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Faggots in general are insecure creatures. After all, we are weak, slavishly addicted to service and submission. We are conditioned by both our Hierarchical place and by the Alphas who own/use us to always remember our fallen, inferior state.
In fact, it’s our weak and submissive state that makes Alphas love owning us.
But such a place in Hierarchy creates self-esteem issues. Many faggots struggle with intense feelings of worthlessness and shame. Alphas grew up as beautiful, desirable, popular, and well-adjusted; on the flip side, faggots grew up with none of those formative advantages. Faggots are often the outcast, the forgotten, the shunned. Faggots are often used and tossed away. Self-esteem is definitely difficult to cultivate, even in the best circumstances.
Which is why I initially flinched when Master Maurice wrote to me about wanting to take ownership of a beautiful faggot named Éduoard who happens to be paralyzed from the waist down. Instantly I put myself in my brother’s place, and imagined how I’d feel trying to serve a gorgeous and healthy God Alpha while being crippled. Oh gosh, whenever I do I feel a wave of shame ripple through me!
I flinched because I knew the difficult road ahead, a road Master Maurice was bravely willing to travel because he is a great Protector Alpha and he loved that beautiful faggot. I hoped that somehow Master Maurice’s influential power and his gigantic heart would help little, broken Éduoard finally find completion.
But, as always, roads often become bumpy … and undriveable.
Hey Sam,
Here is Master Maurice from Switzerland again. I have been learning a lot about how to properly use my fag. I don’t know if you remember him, but he has a disability and cannot walk. He can only move his neck and arms. I think I’ve been taking care of him very well, but I have an issue that you might be able to help.
He always repeats how hot I am and considering that I have been working out since I was 18, I guess he’s right. I am tall and consider myself a quite confident and handsome Alpha Man. The problem is that my boy is constantly afraid of being replaced. He has been saying things like “why would a man like you stay with a fag like me? I can’t even walk” And that’s crazy because I was the one hitting on him from the beginning, I wanted to feed and breed him from the first time I put my eyes on him. And he’s a really hot twink with a tight ass, but he thinks he is worthless because of his condition.
Sometimes I like to watch porn while he sucks my cock, and a few days ago we were doing this and something quite unusual happened. I know that my boy feels bad for not being able to offer his ass to me doggy style, it’s a big taboo in his mind. So I always try to be thoughtful and watch fags being fucked on their stomachs, although he has never asked me such a thing. So a few days ago I was watching this really sexy blonde twink getting fucked on his stomach while the Alpha was banging him just like I do with my boy. I was getting close and everything was going really well with his mouth serving my cock and balls. But then the fag on the video put his ass up and he Alpha held his ass doggy style. I noticed that my boy saw it but he was a good boy and continued to suck me until I finished in his mouth. He swallowed my cum as I trained him to do, and in less than five minutes he started to cry with all the air of his lungs, weeping histerically. I comforted him in my arms trying to understand what was going on. And my boy just repeated that he was a useless boyfriend because I would never be able to fuck him missionary or doggy style. My balls were empty and I just wanted to relax and fall asleep, but I spent an hour taking care of my boy until he stopped crying.
So Sam, I’d like to hear from you. How can I show my boy how special he is? I took him as my boyfriend, I introduced him to my friends, I call him a good boy every single day, and really take care of him. But he has this huge internal block in his mind affecting his self-esteem.
Ironically enough, I have no intention to break up with him because of his disability. But yesterday I thought for the first time that dealing with these crises so often, while there are thousands of twinks in my city willing to serve me, might be too much for me. Am I an asshole for thinking like that?
Thanks, Sam
I openly cried when I first read Master Maurice’s letter. I feel so much of Éduoard’s pain, shame, and crushing frustration. This faggot understandably feels so inadequate that he’s unable to embrace the great fortune he has of being owned by a God Alpha like Master Maurice. It’s like having the most delectable feast laid out before you, but because you feel fat you never enjoy a single bite.
I’m instantly reminded of my time as the owned faggot of Master Aaron. The Alphas I’ve served were all good-looking in various ways, but Master Aaron was truly breathtaking. He had a model’s face and a gorgeous, muscular body wrapped in a tan that looked as delicious as it tasted. As a straight Alpha, he had his pick of females, but he chose to own ME … and I could never understand it, let alone accept it. Master Aaron’s occasional gifts to me (like flowers or heartfelt cards) or his compliments when I served him helped soothe my self-esteem issues, but they never went away completely.
But I wasn’t crippled, either. I can only imagine if I had been crippled, my situation with Master Aaron would’ve been drastically different.
What Master Maurice is attempting to do here is admirable – beautiful, even – but I’m not sure the self-esteem issues will ever go away. Not completely. I did some research into this topic (since I have little practical experience), and here are some suggestions (from research and my own brain) to boost Éduoard’s self-esteem:
1. Encourage artistic expression. One thing the handicapped need are personal outlets, ways for them to express themselves through art of some kind. That could be writing, sculpting, music, singing, public speaking, drawing, etc. When they try these art forms, be encouraging and genuinely complimentary.
2. Encourage personal growth. Disabled people sometimes wallow in feelings of helplessness and self-pity. Push them to try new things that initially might even be a little bit of a struggle for them, but once successful can be sources of pride. Of course, be helpful and encouraging when they try.
3. Try to find humor in situations. This can be tricky, but disabled people who can laugh at themselves and their situations have much better success with self-esteem. Disabled people are just like every other screwed up person on the planet. Laughing at it helps the pain and burden lighter for them, and everyone else.
4. Try to keep a proper perspective. A disabled person isn’t dead, nor are they useless. While we have life, we have possibilities. There might be limitations on what we can do, but we can find joy in the things we can!
5. Don’t give up on them. Disabled people fear abandonment more than anything else. They often need people anyway, but they don’t want to lose the support that keeps them fighting for their lives. Keep showing them you love them and care about them and that they’re a special part of your life!
Master Maurice has accepted a tremendous assignment. He’s elected to become that Superman other Men and Alphas could never be. He’s already fulfilled practically every dream Éduoard could possibly have.
But the road ahead will still be difficult, no doubt. Perhaps some of the tips I’ve provided above can help Éduoard build up some self-confidence and sense of worth. I hope so! He’s a good faggot who has been gifted with the opportunity of a lifetime – serving a God Alpha daily!
But my heart goes out to Master Maurice in particular. It’s clear he desperately wants to reach Éduoard and lift him up emotionally, and his honest letter reveals some of the heartbreak he’s feeling right now. He may never manage to accomplish it entirely, at least not the way he wants.
I hope he does win this battle against Éduoard’s insecurities! But I bless him and thank him for trying at all!
I love you, Master Maurice!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My recent post about the Hierarchical purpose of bullying received a lot of feedback both on X and on the Hierarchy University Discord (why aren’t you in there? CLICK HERE and fix that!). In general, comments mostly supported what I was trying to say with it, and there were some great experiences relayed to me about personal experiences.
But the topic of bullying usually elicits a strong negative reaction from one group: Protector Alphas. These superheroes always align themselves against bullies, and typically take brutal action to correct bullying behaviors from their Destroyer Alpha counterparts. It’s just one of many ways that Protector Alphas groom the Hierarchy and keep it in acceptable order.
Fortunately for me, there are many Protector Alphas hovering over this site like guardian angels, and they’re always ready to chime in with needed guidance and correction.
One of the most impressive Protector Alphas around here is Master Andre, a completely straight Alpha who has finally taken complete ownership of his longtime best friend, a faggot named Alberto. Anyone who has been reading Master Andre’s story knows of the many times throughout their lifelong friendship that Master Andre protected Alberto from bully abuse.
So obviously, Master Andre would have a strong and important viewpoint on this topic:
Hi,
This is Andre again, Alberto’s friend and Master.
Since he did that sunflower tattoo, our life together has been great and I have been learning a lot about my responsibility as Alberto’s Alpha. Gay porn still does very little for me, but I am more and more interested in having sexual intimacy with him. And Alberto is also willing to embrace his feminine side, dressing up and wearing make up for me. I asked him to wear a wig as well and at first he was reluctant but when he did it he was absolutely gorgeous. I know he is not a trans woman and that’s okay, but having my femboy wearing a skirt, and offering his tight hole for me is the life I have always wanted. I am doing my best to improve as a Man while I make sure to train him as the perfect boy I know he can be.
But I wanted to share with you my thought about something else. You have recently published about bullying and how it may be an important experience for submissive boys. I don’t mean to disrespect your opinion or invalidate your feelings, but I would like to offer an alternative perspective. Don’t you think that being saved from bullies may also be a life-changing experience for such boys? I think about my own experience. When we were teenagers, Alberto suffered a lot in the hands of bullies, but once I learned about the verbal and physical violence he was suffering, I punched his bullies on their face and put him under my wing from that moment on. Every time my boy was afraid during high school he would run to hide behind me or call me to ask for advice. And now, many years later, I am here writing to you while he cooks our breakfast with a big smile on his face because I’ve already fed him a thick load when we woke up.
Perhaps you’re right about what you say… I am not gay and I know very little about this world. But I wanted to share with you and your audience that in such a violent world sometimes sub boys are also be shaped by protection and care, aren’t they?
Master Andre is 100% correct, of course. Protector Alphas rescuing faggots from the clutches of bullies has a PROFOUNDLY POSITIVE effect on the faggots. They are overwhelmed with gratitude for being saved, and that gratitude only deepens both their submission to their Alpha savior as well as their appreciation for the differences between Alphas and themselves. The closest parallel comes from The Bible: when Jesus would heal those born blind or afflicted by diseases, they would often repent, leave everything, and become his footstep followers. These ones would travel far and wide to tell of the miracles they experienced by his great, God-given power.
A rescued faggot is similarly changed. For example, the submission of the faggot, formerly tainted by selfish lust, is washed clean by gratitude and purified into genuine, unselfish devotion. The faggot more fully understands and appreciates its Alpha as being much more than a perfect body or a figurehead of dominance. Instead, the rescued faggot sees the highest ideals, values, and unshakeable power radiating from him as if he were a human supernova.
I used to feel that way about my Master Aaron. Even though he didn’t rescue me from bullies, he provided a safety and shelter as his personal faggot that caused me to just collapse at his feet in gratitude. Sparkles of joyful light seemed to beam from him. Either I was having a stroke, or I was in love with my Protector Alpha and Master ( turned out to be in love).
In Alberto’s case, he has seen his Master physically rescue him from violent bullies. He’s also seen his Master eliminate a girlfriend who was being abusive to him. How do you think Alberto feels every time Master Andre puts his dick inside him, and every time his Master feeds and breeds him? I can tell you right now how Alberto feels … he feels overwhelmingly grateful and humbled to his core for every last opportunity!
What an undeserved and precious privilege it is to be the owned and protected possession of a great and powerful Alpha! There is nothing more perfect for a faggot!
Imagine Master Andre’s satisfaction this morning as he watched his faggot preparing his breakfast after his faggot just emptied his balls like a good boy! Imagine Master Andre’s pride of ownership. He’s fought battles and WON in order to claim this adoring, faithful, hardworking faggot!
Through his Protector Alpha instincts and actions, Master Andre has been able to shape his former friend into his lifelong faggot!
I thank Master Andre for writing this wise piece, and for all of his encouragement! Like Alberto, I am humbled and grateful in his long, safe shadow!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a straight Alpha named Master Diante, a well-hung 28-year-old Alpha who lives with his girlfriend and three live-in faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’m so glad I restarted the Hierarchy University Discord, which sat largely vacant and desiccated for the longest time. The community is now flourishing, and it’s filled with some truly powerful, visionary Alphas and dedicated, eager faggots. I’m especially impressed by the Alpha fraternity on the server, which is populated by a large array of truly superior Men, some of whom I’ve known for years.
But there is only one true God Alpha on the server: a straight Alpha named Master Diante.
He caught my eye immediately when he joined because of the eye-popping avatar pic of his gigantic cock (look, I’m a faggot, okay?). Then I noticed how he effortlessly took command of the various rooms and set the tone in general. It was a role that clearly came naturally to him.
Then I began to talk to him, and suddenly I realized what I was dealing with: a God Alpha in the mold of some of the most powerful Men I’ve ever known. I had to know more!
Master Diante currently lives with a girlfriend and three live-in faggots. Yes, THREE! It seems that Master Diante has managed to achieve the elusive goal that many straight Alphas have struggled to attain: how to have a girlfriend/wife while also owning live-in faggots (yes, I’ve known many straight Alphas who want this!). It’s pretty much a testament to the raw power he possesses, and nothing more.
Here’s Master Diante discussing his arrangement:
I’ve got 3 fags:
Michael, who I’ve owned for 12 years. He was actually my childhood friend growing up until I realized I was an Alpha and he was a faggot
Gerald: I’ve owned him for 5 years
John (the cuck): I’ve owned him for just over a year now, I moved in with them full time 6 months ago
or i guess they moved in with us, is a better turn of phrase
I was curious about the sexual aspect of that situation, so Master Diante confirmed something for me:
I mean, I’m always horny so usually I breed 1 or 2 of the fags a day, sometimes all 3 if im really in a rut. By breed, I don’t mean only fucking their pussies, I breed their throats as well of course
I had to know more about his ownership of Michael, which occurred when they were just turning into teenagers and Master Diante was only beginning to grasp his tremendous power.
We were both 12 … it was the summer after 6th grade. well, like I said we were always good friends growing up, but even as young as kindergarten the differences were clear. I was always into manly things like action figures and sports, and he was always very feminine, weak, thin, and had no liking for sports, he enjoyed playing house, or doctor, or things like that… But still we remained friends and I became somewhat of a protector to him, especially with the other boys who liked to pick on and bully Michael. The differences became more and more clear as we got older, and I think it peaked when I started going through puberty, I started becoming more and more protective of Michael, we spent almost every weekend together at eachothers houses, playing video games and joking around… He would attend my Football and Basketball games and cheer me on.
Of course we were pre-teen boys so when we finally discovered porn, it played a big role in our time together, it was at a sleepover with Michael and one of my team mates that things really escalated. My team mate suggested that we all masturbate together. I was down because I had been jerking for quite awhile now. So I was the first to pull my pants down and start stroking, my team mate shortly followed, but Michael was hesitant. I asked Michael what was wrong and he said looking at us, he was embarassed by his size. I told him I’m sure he was fine and so he pulled down his pants and briefs… Lets just say I was wrong, It was like a little mushroom head with no shaft.
my team mate started laughing and i told him to knock it off because Michael was starting to get upset… I turned off the porn and asked my friend to leave. After my teammate left, Michael and I had a long and serious conversation, I asked him if he had any idea how small he actually was and he told me that he always thought he was average. We did some research on the internet that night and found out that no, he was not in fact average. He had some questions for me too, like what it was like to have such a big penis and what it felt like. I told him he could feel it if he wanted to and he started stroking me. One thing led to another and his mouth ended up on my cock after some time. I’ll admit, it felt good, better than this girl I was seeing at the time. after he sucked for a little bit, i pulled his head up and said “You understand that we can’t go back to being friends after this” he looked sad and said “oh” I told him “but you still can be of use to me.”
That’s pretty much the origin story of Michael, haha
So after that conversation i pushed Michael’s head back on my cock and he kept sucking me, after awhile i felt myself getting close and started fucking his face, he was gagging and coughing, but he didnt take his mouth off my cock. He took my load in his mouth but he immediately spit it out. I told him that a fag should never spit out a Man’s seed. I slapped his face and pulled him over my knee. i pulled down his elastic shorts and briefs and spanked his butt until he apologized and said “I’m sorry Sir.”
After that night, every time we spent the night together, he would blow me at least once, sometimes more. He started calling me Sir, even when around other people, and it became clear to him and everyone that we were not equals anymore, I was his Owner and he was my property, to do with and use as I pleased.
About a month later when he was blowing me, i noticed that his hand went onto his peepee, which i didn’t like. I took my cock out of his mouth, slapped him across the face and told him to stop touching himself, that it was disrespectful. He immediately apologized. I told him if he wanted to play with himself, he should be fingering his pussy, and he did. from than on, every time he blew me, he would be reaching around his own body and fingering his pussy.
He kept accompanying me to sports practices that summer and I noticed that something caught his attention, the cheerleaders that were also practicing for our game days when school started up that fall. That’s when I got the most devilish idea I had… I had him sign up to be a cheerleader. They put him on the cheer team, he was the only and the first biological male to join the team, so they had to figure out how everything was going to work. His uniform was a cheer top and tiny little short shorts that hugged his booty very nicely… many times I would get hard in my cup looking at him during the games.
This little detail made me curious about owning a faggot openly around his straight Alpha teammates:
Everyone knew that I owned him; our whole school knew. Many times he would swallow my cock in the locker room showers… the same rules still applied as if we were at home, he had to be naked and fingering his pussy.
Most surprisingly, Master Diante loaned Michael to his teammates, who then also took on fags of their own:
It was actually one of my Alpha team mates who helped me train him even further, like training his hole for our cocks and having him drink our piss. There were actually quite a few of us on the teams that owned fags, made for some fun parties!
As Master Diante’s ownership of Michael deepened, so did his desire to not just breed him, but also to cunt him.
So at first I knew I wanted to cunt Michael, but i knew he wouldnt be ready for my thick cock right away, So I bought him a dildo and a set of butt plugs to train with. I presented them to him one weekend when I was staying over at his house. He thanked me but I could tell he was embarassed. I told him there is nothing to be embarassed about and showed him how to use it. I ordered him to get undressed and I lubed up his pussy and the dildo, I placed the dildo on a chair and told him to sit on it. It took awhile for him to adjust but when he did he really enjoyed it, he enjoyed it so much that his peepee was hard.. but he knew better than to touch it at this point. after having him ride it for 30 mins I told him to get off of the dildo and plugged his hole. I slept in his bed (as usual) and he slept on the floor naked and plugged for the night.
We kept that up for a few weeks and I kept checking on his progress until I knew it was time to cunt him, I ordered him to get naked and he started moving towards the dildo but i told him to get on the bed instead. I lubed up my cock and slowly entered Michael, he let out a soft moan as I made my way past his second ring. once he was fully adjusted to my length and girth I went full throtle, ramming in and out of his virgin pussy while he moaned up a storm. we changed positions a few times until he ended up missionary on his back with his little clit flopping around as I pounded his pussy into oblivion after about an hour I flooded his guts with my cum. I removed my cock and told him to suck it clean, he did without hesitation.
All of this happened when Master Diante was only 12 years old (the beginning of seventh grade!). So he had girls giving him pussy at school, and back home he was also breeding his first owned faggot every day!
Michael remained Master Diante’s sole owned faggot through their school years together (although there were plenty of other holes Master Diante was violating during that time).
Can you see why I call him THE God Alpha? Can you also see why I have always insisted that these hierarchical roles are so natural, especially some of the more extreme versions of Alphas and faggots. There was simply no way Master Diante could ever hope to avoid this destiny Nature prepared for him. He’s built like a porn star, has an unstoppable sex drive, and is armed with an Apex predator’s dominance. Women and faggots offer themselves willingly on his altar like a buffet, and he devours them all with a voraciousness I can barely understand, let alone describe.
That incredible story only covers Master Diante’s conquering of his first owned faggot. There are two more to discuss, but those will be in another post!
Thank you, Master Diante, for blessing us with your real-life example and your presence!
Hierarchy 287 – Effective Discipline
When used correctly, discipline is a tool that can make valuable art!
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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My most recent update about Fabien and his Master Anthony heavily ladled praise on my little brother Fabien for becoming a mentor faggot that glorifies his Master and his entire Alpha Pack. I was genuinely impressed by Fabien’s progression, as well as his heartfelt love of serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony.
I typically don’t think Master Anthony is ever paying regular attention to this site. He’s an in-demand young Alpha with lots of holes to breed and exciting new adventures busying his superior life. I wasn’t sure if Master Anthony would ever read Fabien’s beautiful account and my own excessive praise of him … but much to my surprise, HE DID!
Fabien wrote this to me a day or so after I published Fabien’s account:
My brother,
I thought you might like to see my last text message exchange with Anthony ^_^
I translate it for you :
“I just read your latest post on HU. Get ready for my return tonight. You’re going to take my cock deep inside you, and I’m going to fill you to the brim with cum.”
“At your service, Master!”
“You’re such a good slave. I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you, my Master!”
So I want to THANK YOU very much again for sharing my story on your site, Sam. Thanks to you, I’m about to get FUCKED SO HARD by my God Alpha! ^_^
Love
Fab the fag
I knew what was coming just as well as Fabien. Young Alphas like Master Anthony get hard if a breeze changes direction, but what Fabien wrote triggered something deeper within his Master. This would be a different type of use, something I clumsily call a “possession breeding”. These are breedings inspired Alphas use to thoroughly claim a submissive as property. Cunting would be one such type of possession breeding, but cunting doesn’t happen all the time. Possession breedings involve the full force of an Alpha’s passion and power to fully imprint his ownership on the sub.
That was the storm coming for little Fabien!
Well, the next day I received this from him:
Sam, oh sam… It was one of the BEST NIGHTS with my Master Anthony!
I lost count of how many loads of his cum he fired into me!
At first he fucked my throat, alternately harshly and kindly. When he was looking into my eyes while I had his cock in my mouth he was saying “You are so loyal… So devoted to me… So obedient… You love your Master, right? You live for me, right? My good boy… My very, very good boy…” Then he fucked my ass, in so many positions! I was on my belly, on my back, with his foot on my face, or face-to-face… I did my best to praise him and to worship him. “I love you so much, I’d do anything for you, you’re my Master, you’re a living God, you’re so Superior to me… Please, Master, I beg you, fuck me hard, please… Thank you, God, thank you, thank you for owning me… I’m your property, you have every right on me!” Each time that I heard him moan and roar with pleasure, especially when he came, I was SO HAPPY!
Sam, my brother, I am so fulfilled! My life has a MEANING, has a PURPOSE! I am making a young God hunk happy! My existence is JUSTIFIED!
I LOVE BEING A FAGGOT!
And I love you, brother!
Can you hear the the rambling ecstasy in Fabien’s voice?? He’s just had his brains fucked out of his head by his God Alpha Master, and all that’s left is a rejuvenated-but-bewildered Fabien filled with cum and stars in his eyes!
God Alphas are on another level entirely. Master Anthony accepted this about himself at an early age, and he’s building a life and a Kingdom around himself that glorifies his power. At his feet is dear Fabien, forever grateful to be considered to be Master Anthony’s prized possession!
I’m so proud of you, dearest Fabien! I love you, too!
The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the most exhilarating bursts of fresh air around here recently has been the emergence of an Italian Alpha named Master Francesco. He’s relatively young, but he has tremendous instinctual understanding of the faggot mindset and how best to train them and use them.
Not only does he use his formidable toolset with his own faggots, but he shows outstanding Protector Alpha care for faggots all around the world. The very best Alphas I’ve ever known or served have had mindsets like that (even if they didn’t actually do it broadly across the internet). These greatest Alphas recognize the vulnerabilities of faggots in general, and seek to help.
Master Francesco offered a revolutionary diet plan here for faggots that was clean and science-based, and many faggots excitedly began to attempt it. Some have reported an improvement.
One such faggot was a brother from Brazil named Felipe. He wrote to me about his experiences, and Master Francesco immediately saw it and wanted to contact the fag.
Now I’ve heard from Felipe about his experience of speaking with Master Francesco, and it’s just about what I’d expect from a high-quality Alpha like him!
Hi Sam, it’s Felipe from Rio here.
I just wanted to tell you that Master Francesco reached out to me and we got to talk… Quite a lot, actually. It’s hard to put into just a few words how grateful I am and how amazing Master Francesco is! Thank you so much for making the bridge to bring him to my life!
It’s a given that our contact can only happen online – I’m in Brazil and he’s in the USA – but there’s something about an alpha like him that crosses any kind of borders. I can actually feel his presence when I read what he shares with me.
First let me just get something out of the way: he’s a very, VERY, considerate and protector Alpha! I mean… He made sure I was being listened, he embraced me in a way I haven’t felt in years! All while being firm of our places in the hierarchy. Alphas like Master Francesco are a rare breed. At least from my experience.
He made me feel good about myself. He gave me a nice boost of confidence to improve my life. When I shared my routine with him the other day, including all my meals and exercise routine he said he was proud of me and that I was being a very good boy! I went to heaven and back. But he also set goals for me to focus on, and I’m sure that with his God given sense of guidance I’ll remain firm on my path.
He also shared a cool story with me. He told me about a fag he had who was chubby and had a small dick, like myself, who would only serve him domestically while he would breed two twink fags regularly. Then one day he called the chubby fag, because he felt the the fag deserved a little more attention from him, and told him to have a taste of his Alpha cock… The fag cried from happiness! He was craving for his load so much and repressing so hard his desire to feel his cock that he just couldn’t help himself but crying! And I saw myself in the shoes if that fag – and I teared up a little too, not gonna lie. Master Francesco said he learned that day that chubby fags with small dicks are amazing cocksuckers! And I must say, that’s true.
But Master Francesco is incredible. He keeps saying he’s proud of me because I answer fast, because I know how to address myself to an alpha… He’s constantly giving me positive reinforcement that I’m a good boy and that if I keep improving myself I’ll be an Alpha’s fag in person very soon.
I wish I could be there to welcome him after a long and hard day at work and be ready to serve and take all his stress away anyway he wants. And believe me, I would let him take me in all ways possible!
It’s sad that he doesn’t have much time to train me virtually at the moment, but I get it. And I don’t feel bad about it at all. I just hope the fags he has available right now know that they are on the hands of an one of a kind Alpha, and that they cherish him for all that he’s worth and beyond because if he had this AMAZING impact on me just by our conversations, I can’t imagine how much greater it must be to kneel in front of him in person and worship all his glory!
Once again, thank you Sam for putting him in my life.
I’ve always been an advocate of in-person, real-life service of Alphas, but the greatest Masters can have profoundly positive impacts on faggots online as well.
Master Francesco recognizes that every faggot has the potential to blossom into a useful and pleasing possession with the right care and training.
Sadly, most Alphas don’t share Master Francesco’s outlook!
I’m proud to carry Master Francesco’s words and teachings here. He’s making a difference for my faggot readership, and hopefully teaching his Alpha brothers how powerful ownership can be!
The following post is part of a thread following the service of a young faggot named Tyler who has been claimed by a great Protector Alpha named Steven. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I just published THIS STORY about how loved Giovanni feels as the personal faggot of a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo, so I thought this recent message from Tyler might be the perfect bookend to that. Odd how these things go sometimes, isn’t it?
You might remember Tyler being essentially rescued from the cruel hands of a Destroyer Alpha named Adam by his current Master, Steven. Master Steven’s brave stance against Adam in order to save Tyler was inspirational and worthy of accolades. It’s just the way any true Protector Alpha would react.
But faggot psychology can be quite complicated. Very often faggots seek the wrong thing, plagued by deep feelings of unworthiness and self-loathing that craves to be reinforced by the cruelty of hateful Men. Time and time again I’ve seen faggots immolate themselves in the flame they couldn’t resist flying into despite my warnings. This often results in broken hearts, and broken lives.
Notice how even now, as Tyler enjoys a favored place at the feet of his great Master Steven, his defective faggot heart is craving abuse:
Hey Sam,
This is Tyler again. We talked a while ago about my Master Steven. He really saved me and I’m forever grateful for the way he rescued me. He’s also paying for my therapy and it’s been good for my self knowing. But one of the things I learned in therapy is that I have a need for degradation. That’s why I kept going back to Adam no matter how much he hurt me. I still have urges to serve me, but every time I feel it, I focus on serving Steven as my one and only Master.
My question is: Steven is a great Alpha and any fag would be happy with him, but he is a real gentleman. He speaks several languages, he’s really knowledgeable, well-succeeded in his career, and a wonderful man. But he treats me like a princess, he even buys me gifts from time to time. A few days ago he bought me a gorgeous pair of earrings, and I loved them. But it’s such a turn off… he takes care of me, protects me, wants to see me improving in my career and life, he became a real mentor and Master for me. But I have this urge to be treated like trash, like a pathetic worthless fag, just a cumdump and nothing more. He does fuck me well and treats me like a fag in bed, and I serve him domestically, but he treats me too well… he controls me but always to lift me up, and I miss a Man who curses me, spits on my face for no reason, I don’t know how to navigate this because he is a really good Man.
Should I ask him to be a little more brutal with me?
What a mess!
My sympathy goes to Master Steven. He’s truly showing his faggot the kindness and care that many Men wouldn’t dare to show, and his faggot doesn’t want any of it. It’s like a homeless person who begs for food on the street despising the food he’s given because it’s too rich or too sweet. It makes no sense.
I feel sorry for Tyler, too. Clearly, he’s broken in some way that may not ever be fixed. I just wish that faggots who find themselves in remarkably nurturing situations could just find peace and joy serving the Men caring for them. Master Steven is one of the best Alphas out there, and he deserves respect, worship, and adoration for being the Man he is … not this kind of emotional betrayal.
I think Tyler should kneel and confess these feelings to his Master. It’s not going to be an easy conversation (probably more than a little embarrassing), but Master Steven deserves at least an opportunity to respond. Perhaps he has a solution to this, but who knows?
But if he can figure out the solution to why faggots seek self-destruction, I’d love to hear it!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friend’s faggot brother. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’ve never seen a picture of Master Joe, but from his writing style and attitude I’d say Master Joe is that prototypical all American fratboy. He’s like a playful, confident lion; immensely powerful, but in no dire need to exert that power. And when he does utilize that power, he does so in disarmingly fun ways.
I do believe that owning a faggot is helping Master Joe refocus that playful energy into something more thoughtful. At first, owning that faggot (the brother of his best friend/chief rival) was a bit of jocular one-upsmanship. However, as time has gone on and his ownership over the faggot has deepened, Master Joe is starting to also deepen his understanding of the faggot mind and what it needs.
Take, for example, this very recent thought Master Joe had:
Hey fag Sam, this is Master Joe! Happy, healthy, and breeding holes as always
I had a conversation with my fag bf last night and I want your opinion about it. He was telling me that it’s much easier to take my cock now because he’s used to the shape and the size, then I asked if it still hurts him. I have no idea of how it feels because I have never bottomed, but I thought that after a while it would not hurt at all. However, my fag said that taking a cock always hurts a little bit, just a little bit, even when the pussy is properly trained. And then I realized that this is not a problem. In fact, I think that it’s important that the fag feel a little bit of pain. I think of myself working out. After a hard training, I like to feel my muscles hurt, it makes me feel that I am growing stronger. Likewise, when a fag takes a hard cock and his hole hurts afterwards I think it’s a good way to make the boy remind of who he is. What is the point of serving a superior man if it doesn’t involve some sacrifice?
I am not saying that fags deserve to suffer, I take care of my fag and love him. I think real men should never hurt girls or fags in bed, but causing this little discomfort in their stretched pussy is important for his training. Does that make sense?
I really want to become a better Alpha and embrace my role more and more everyday.
See how faggot ownership is altering Master Joe’s perspective? He’s starting to consider not only his needs, but also what’s best for the faggot he owns. This maturity is also leading him to consider his own Alphahood and how he can more fully embrace that lofty promise.
In regards to Master Joe’s specific thoughts, I say the following:
Master, it’s always so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you for writing in!
This is a very keen observation on your part, one that deserves more scrutiny and consideration by all, not just faggots. Yes indeed, some pain is definitely part of a faggot’s life. As you noted, pain is actually a beneficial part of a faggot’s life, because that pain shapes the faggot’s mind and its sense of self and purpose.
You’ll never know the pain involved in having a big Alpha cock violating your holes (yes, let’s not forget the pain of being throat fucked!), but it’s never easy to take if the faggot is maintaining its pussy muscles and not abusing them to the point of prolapse. You Alphas want a tight, snug hole to fuck, but the trade-off is pain on the part of the faggot.
But here’s the key: that pain is pleasure for faggots! When an Alpha is entering us and it hurts, we are deriving pleasure from that pain EMOTIONALLY. We know we are pleasing our Alpha, and that emotional pleasure (or, more properly, hierarchical pleasure) sends endorphins flooding into our bloodstream from the excitement of being used properly. The harder and more intensely we are fucked, the greater the endorphin rush.
The intensity of this pain/pleasure crucible while being fucked is so great that, if and when an Alpha cunts us, the unexpected explosion of that feeling becomes overwhelming. That’s why cunting is such a startling and unforgettable experience for faggots, and why cunted faggots are essentially owned for life by the Alpha who cunted it.
And Master, as you said in your letter, that pain trains the faggot to always remember what it is. Like an invisible chastity cage, the throbbing ache of a well-fucked hole constantly reminds the faggot of its Master and its purpose. So pain isn’t a bad thing for faggots. In fact, I think it’s a good and natural part of our place in hierarchy! Thank you, Master!
That explanation was a bit more intense than I initially intended, but I really like it! I think I might use it as the core of a larger examination on the site! Or maybe a podcast episode!
But you see why I love Master Joe so much, right? He’s an amazing Alpha and Master, and his little faggot is lucky to have him hurting it every night!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Since my return I’ve been blessed with some truly extraordinary stories that really touched me and inspired me, but none have had quite the emotional impact of the story of Master Maurice and his ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard.
As a God Alpha, Master Maurice can have anyone and anything he chooses. Yet he chose to own a disabled faggot. Let’s be honest: most Alphas would’ve said “no” to Édouard simply because of the degree of difficulty involved in owning him.
But Master Maurice is not like “most Alphas”. He’s a superlative of a superlative, a kind of real-life superhero who sees the lowly and afflicted and uses his great power and wisdom to effect positive change. Suffice it to say that I wish we had 10,000 more just like him!
I’m always so grateful when I hear back from this greatest of Kings, because he teaches by example and through his impactful words. He targets his messages, rather than simply using his voice to brag about his power and accomplishments.
He was inspired to write again from a recent post about Alpha scent, and from that comes another lesson:
Hey fag Sam,
This Master Maurice, remember me? I haven’t shared my experiences with my fag for a while, but I came to your page to see what was going on and just saw this sexy post about Alpha scent. My fag is literally what you described. When he is upset, I literally shove his face on my sweaty balls and it’s a kind of magic for the fag. He literally changes his mood in 5 minutes on my balls or armpits. I wonder what the biological process is his fag brain for such a change of mood to happen so quickly.
I am also training him to ride my cock now. I usually fuck him missionary because, as you know, he can’t move his legs, missionary is usually the easier way to have full access to his hole while he hugs me, but I really like when fags ride my cock, so I decided to train him. At first he was not very confident because he doesn’t feel anything from his hips down, so he can’t use his knees to ride it. But I held his skinny body in my arms, reassuring that everything was okay, then I told him to open his hands on my chest and instead of using his legs, use his hands to go up and down.
His pussy is quite used to my cock, I literally molded his hole pounding him hard, so it wasn’t hard to go balls deep inside of him, but he didn’t want to move, he stayed still just feeling my hard cock in his ass. I wanted him to do sort of a push-up on my chest to move up and down, but he wasn’t even trying.
You know, I am very patient and I love my boy, I take care of him everyday in my life. But it’s not very smart to disobey a Man when his hard cock is shoved deep in your ass. I wasn’t fully rational, so I just said “come here, boy”, held his hips on both sides with my hands and pounded him to make sure that he would never forget who is the man and who is the faggot in my house. But I know very well how to be firm without hurting a fag, he never told me stop while I was banging his pussy. He just kept moaning and repeating “oh baby, it’s so deep, omg, it’s so deep”, I was literally teaching him how to serve my cock in cowgirl style without making him move a muscle, I was doing all the work, he was just a sextoy getting fucked on top of me. I was using all my strength to make him ride me, sliding his body up and down like a fleshjack.
Then I gave him a break, we were both sweaty, he was already out of breath. I hugged him, putting him on my chest, his head next to mine on my shoulder, without taking my cock from his hole, then I whispered in his ear “I love you boy, but when I tell you to do something in this bed, you do it” I didn’t want to be too hard on my fag, but I had asked him to serve me and he let his fear speak louder than his obedience. He just said sorry, still grasping for air, then I added “this is my house, my bed, and you are my faggot, now go back to what I told you to do” and it worked like magic. He put his both hands on my chest and started fucking himself using his arms to go up and down. I said “good boy” while he was moaning and stretching his pussy, I came after a few minutes and pumped a thick load in his ass.
He apologized again when I was giving him aftercare, but I told him that it was okay, kissed him tenderly and called him a good boy again. Then he fell asleep with my cum in his ass and his face on my armpit.
You may not remember, but I’m still fucking that nurse I hired. Another good boy with soft lips and a great nurse. My goal is moving him in as well, so I’d have two perfect fags and a full-time nurse to look after my boy.
I love that Master Maurice doesn’t allow sentimentality cloud his judgement or his training of his faggots. His expectations and commands still stand regardless of any physical limitations.
Why is this good? Because Master Maurice is pushing Édouard to become stronger and more resilient, not to give up when something is difficult!
Imagine Édouard’s pride after Master Maurice pushed him to actually do this difficult sexual position and then please Master so much he pumped a precious load into him! The next time there is some difficult task to please Master, what do you think Édouard’s attitude will be regarding that task?
That’s the beauty of TRAINING your faggots!
At Hebrews 12:11 The Bible states the following:
“True, no discipline seems for the present to be joyous, but it is painful; yet afterward, it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.”
God Alphas like Master Maurice see the end result of discipline and training: a better, more confident faggot!
He also sees an endgame with this nurse faggot he’s been breeding, biding his time until he can move that nurse fag into his home to complete part of his growing Kingdom.
It’s God Alphas like Master Maurice who keep me smiling in confidence. He’s the living embodiment of everything this site teaches and is meant to amplify.
And I’m the proudest faggot to be trusted by this most incredible Alpha to share his inspirational story with you!
Thank you, Master Maurice!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I think it’s sad that so many guys think straight Alphas cannot or should not deeply love their faggots. I was deeply loved by my straight Masters, and it never made them gay or ended up in a gay marriage or anything like that. They simply gave me their trust, kindness, support, and guidance so that I could be a better person and faggot.
And that made all the difference.
I’ve told the story before about my beautiful (and very straight) Master Aaron buying me a dozen roses one time when I was scared and upset, and let me just say that was not the only time he did things like that for me. I was just a faggot, yet he valued me and gave me worth.
I’ve never forgotten those feelings my straight Masters embedded in my heart. Part of the reason why this site exists is because of those great Alphas I served. They taught me more than just Hierarchical truth. They also taught me the endless potential of Alphas, and how they defy expectations because they are beyond the comprehension of inferiors.
Master Andre reminds me so much of Master Aaron in terms of his temperament and his generous heart. Like Master Aaron, Master Andre didn’t run when he discovered his longtime friend was a faggot. Instead, he deepened his protection of his most treasured companion, and through that discovered the depth and power of his own Alphahood. The Alpha/faggot dynamic is symbiotic like that.
In his latest update, Master Andre uses a little story about a sunflower tattoo to reveal the depth and breadth of his love and care for his precious faggot Alberto. It is one of the most beautiful pieces ever written by an Alpha for this site, and I’m so proud to share it with you:
Hey Sam,
This is Andre, Alberto’s friend. I am now much more comfortable to say: Alberto’s Master, Alpha, Mentor, and Leader.
My boy has always thought about making a flower tattoo. He loves flowers and knows everything about it. But because of his violent and toxic father, he was severely punished in his childhood for liking flowers, perhaps homophobia prevented the world to have a great biologist. But I can’t change the past, I can only fix my boy’s future. So I bought him some nice books about flowers and started to watch documentaries about flowers with him. I admit that it’s quite boring for me, but looking at my boy’s joy is so special that I am okay changing my soccer matches for flowers. He gets very excited and usually spends another hour talking about flowers after the videos are over. And when my princess is excited, his blowjob is even better, so everyone is happy.
I wanted to share with you that last week I decided to give him a tattoo as a present. He has talked about making a flower tattoo on his right ass cheek for many years, since we were in high school, but has never had the courage to it. So one day after his shower he was walking in the house completely naked, I grabbed his ass as I always do when he passes by me and said “I wanna see a flower here, my princess”. At first he chuckled and thought I was kidding, but then I said “if you really want it, I’ll pay for you, it’s my present for my special boy”
He woke up the next morning decided to do it, and I had already looked for tattoo artists, a good friend from work has many tattoos and recommended me the guy he goes to. I went to his studio with my boy and the place was awesome, but I know my princess very well, he would not be comfortable there. The place the most heterosexual place I’ve ever seen: only men working there, posters with naked women on the walls, soccer shirts everywhere. It was a celebration of straight men made by straight men for straight men. My boy held my arm and I could see his fear in his eyes. I thought he would never show his ass to those men. He was already uncomfortable just to be there, let along to show his ass to a completely unknown. In fact, other than his mother when he was a baby, I was the only person who had ever seen his ass.
Anyway, the guy met us and he was really kind. We shook hands and my boy was shaking, the guy even asked if he was cold. I did all the talking, as always. But did not where the tattoo would be because I knew my boy would feel totally embarrassed. The guy showed us multiple drawings in other clients and he really was an outstanding artist. He thought we were a couple, but at all times he only talked to me, I was the one giving all the instructions about Alberto’s body. After a while, I said that he was nervous because it was his first tattoo and he was not used to this kind of environment. The artist was very clever because he immediately understood what I meant and subtly mentioned that his female assistant could see Alberto for him to relax. My boy agreed and he went to the other room with a hot lady, and I could hear them laughing there, which was a relief for me.
Once I was by myself with the guys, just Men in the room, I told him that we were just friends, but that I was very mindful of Alberto, and he was nervous because he had had horrible experiences with homophobia in the past. The tattoo guy told me that he respected everyone no matter what and he would make sure that Alberto felt relaxed. The guy was awesome, he asked what song my boy liked, and he answered lady gaga, so he put her songs on YouTube for him, offered beers and wine for him to relax, and asked if I’d like to stay with them. Honestly, I am glad he asked because there is no way I would let a stranger touch my princess’s ass without me knowing what is going on. And of course, Alberto wanted me to hold his hand during the whole process.
Even with the wine and the music, he hesitated a little when he needed to show his ass, and he looked at me as if he was waiting for my permission. The guy told him that he could keep his underwear and that made things much easier, so the artist just lifted a little bit of his underwear to have access to my boy’s right cheek and started doing it. It was a small flower, so it did not take too long, and I held his hand during the whole process. The guy kept asking if he was hurting Alberto, but little did he know that my princess takes much more in his ass than a simple needle.
The tattoo was really great, we were told to wait for it to heal, which means no spankings for a while. But once he took a picture of my boy’s ass and showed it to him, he opened such a gorgeous smile. I love seeing my boy happy, I’m not gonna lie.
I paid for the tattoo and we went back home because Alberto couldn’t sit to have lunch. So he laid in our bed, still smiling, and we had lunch together in bed. I asked him why he had chosen a sunflower instead of a red rose, and then he said that I was the mighty sun of his life and he was just a little sunflower looking at me. Needless to say, I got hard as soon as he said that, put my hard cock out and just said “come here”. He gave me wonderful head, and begged for me to feed him, and so I did. A nice load for a my good boy. We took a nap together, with him on my chest. Later that week, when the tattoo was healed, I fucked him deep and shot my cum on his sunflower, to mark his flower as my property.
I wanted to share this story to celebrate my beautiful boy and how great he is, but also to celebrate my own path embracing Alphahood more and more. When the tattoo guy thought we were a couple, it felt awkward at first, but then I noticed that everyone must think we are boyfriends: I fuck him every night, take care of him, and we love together. But you know what? That doesn’t bother me at all. Alberto is a lovely and brillant boy, I have no shame at all of people thinking I am not straight if it means they know that he’s my boy. What matters is that I know what I am, and he knows what he is.
My dearest Master Andre, I’m so impossibly proud of you for your ascension as an Alpha and as a Man! This gorgeous story you shared with me fills my heart with fond memories and the warmest hopes, so I thank you for that gift.
I wish more straight Alphas could come to the place of emotional security and maturity you enjoy today. You have come to accept the natural order of things and your place at its peak, and you’ve grown to understand how natural it is for a straight Alpha to own and use a faggot and still remain straight. The opinions and judgements of others mean nothing to you, because you are unassailable.
You sit atop the highest mountain, high above the clouds, and your faithful faggot Alberto curls lovingly at your feet. The cares of an inferior and insecure world are so far below you that they don’t even exist.
What you know is this: Alberto’s face will always be set toward your light in adoration and worship.
You are his Master. He is your faggot.
This sunflower was grown by nature just for you.
I love you, Master Andre. Thank you so much for this gift of you!
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
A good faggot is a tonic to Alphas. We soothe them, please them, worship them, and rejuvenate them. It’s part of the secret sauce that connects Alphas and faggots in such a special way.
Giovanni isn’t just a good faggot. He’s a great faggot. His faggot nature and all of his gifts as a servant of Men have been honed and refined by his Owner, the incomparable Master Lorenzo. In return for all that Master Lorenzo has done for him, little Giovanni does all he can to make Master Lorenzo’s growing empire run smoothly while also enriching his Master’s life and great name.
So when Master Lorenzo decided to invite his Alpha brother Master Jose to stay at his estate for a week of sexual adventures, he knew that Giovanni was the perfect faggot to play a part in his training of Master Jose. Let me explain.
In a recent post Master Jose told how he went to visit Master Lorenzo because Master Lorenzo wanted to deflower Master Jose and breed him as two Alphas partaking of their shared power. But Master Lorenzo knew that Master Jose would need to be recuperated after the deed was done, and that Giovanni was the right faggot for that assignment.
An oh, did it ever work perfectly!
Hello brother Saaaaam! <3 this is Giovanni
Omg, I have so much to talk with you, brother that I love so much!!!
So before Master Jose arrived here in the house my powerful and perfect Lorenzo talked with me and Rafael about that. Lorenzo said that the main purpose of Jose’s visit was that he (Lorenzo) wanted to fuck his tight and virgin Alpha ass. I thought that Jose would arrive here and give up because I know veeeeery well how thick Lorenzo’s cock is. It’s a lot!! But Lorenzo was super firm and clear with me and my beautiful brother Rafael: our work was to make sure that Jose “felt like a man”. He repeated that many many times and said that after the fuck Jose maybe would feel weaker or less powerful, so our work with him was to make sure that he would NEVER feel like a faggot, but as the strong man he is!! And of course we obeyed very well, so when Jose arrived from the airport, Rafael was wearing just white underwear and I was fully prepared as a girl, with red lingerie and pretty make-up for him. Our holes were ready, we were on our knees and ready to obey.
Omg brother Sam, it was so sexy to see Lorenzo and Jose in front of us, I was soooo ready!! But Lorenzo wanted to start with Jose first, without us. So they went to the bedroom and we waited in the couch in the living room. It was soooo hot because we could hear the bed hitting on the wall while my Master was fucking him, omg I was CRAZY to take some dick too!!! So maybe after 30 minutes Lorenzo opened the door and just said “boys, come here now” and of course we jumped to his room very hungry for cock and cum. Omg Sam, you can’t imagine how hot the scene was!!! They were both naked, covered in sweat, and the sheet on the bed was marked with sweat, the smell was just amazing.
So Lorenzo took Rafael and told him to clean his cock from Jose’s ass, and after 2 minutes of my brother sucking him our Master was hard again!! I was on my knees, looking up to Jose and he didn’t touch me, he was waiting for Lorenzo to give permission (I want to say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE Jose and Juan, they are soooo respecftul!! I met in the past some men that were really aggressive and thought that they could do whatever they wanted with my body, but Jose and Juan are always really good to me and the other boys and they ONLY touch us if Lorenzo accepts and they do with us just what Lorenzo allows, never hurting us, I really love that <3 <3 <3)
But so, Jose was waiting for 2 or 3 minutes just looking at Rafael sucking Lorenzo, without touching me and I was soooo horny, omg. I think my Master Lorenzo was distracted by the soft mouth of my brother Rafael because when he noticed that Jose was just looking at me, he said “go ahead, it’s all yours” OMG SAM!!! when Lorenzo said that, it was like opening the gate for a hungry lion, really! Jose not even kissed me, he was already naked so he just took my head told me to open my mouth and started to fuck my throat, his cock is not thick as Lorenzo, but it is longer, so I could feel him aaaaaall the way down, but I am a good boy and Lorenzo always trains me, so I think I did a great job. So that was we there: Rafael and me on our knees, Lorenzo and Jose sitting on the bed receiving a blowjob side by side like the amazing Alphas they are. Of course, during all the time Rafael was looking at our Master Lorenzo and I was looking at Jose waiting for more orders.
So Lorenzo said “let’s fuck some pussy” and he put Rafael and me in doggy style on the edge of the bed, put a lot of lube in our holes, and then they started to fuck us very nice. Jose’s cock go deeper inside of me but he can’t stretch me like Lorenzo’s thick dick, not even close. So I feel two different feelings, you know brother?? Lorenzo turns my whole into a real pussy every time he fucks me because my whole get so so so open, and with Jose I feel that he’s touching my heart with his cock but my hole doesn’t need to open so much. But I love both of them of course!!! <3 <3
We don’t use the word “cunt” here very often and I don’t even know how to say that in our language, but Lorenzo said, while fucking Rafael in doggy style “you see? That’s how we fuck faggots in my house, now let’s break them” And I think “break” was what you call cunt, brother Sam. Because after that they started to BANG US, like pounding so hard and it was AMAZING I looked to my left and Rafael was with his eyes closed and moaning so loud, he was almost screaming while Lorenzo was opening his hole and I know very well how it feel to have such a thick cock in and out that fast, it feels like our holes will never be tight again. I was also moaning but I have more experience and Jose’s is not so thick, so I think it was a little easier for me (but never so easy to take an Alpha rut in our pussy, right?? hahahaha) So it was beautiful because we were in that position, just taking more and more cock, and Rafael held my hand, we were looking at each other in the eyes and our Men were destroying our holes, omg
So Lorenzo said to Jose “I wanna cum with you, let’s go?” And Jose said “yeah! let’s do it now” and they fucked us even stronger and faster, and Sam, omg!! I think Rafael and I were cunted at the same time!! Because he gave a REALLY LOUD scream and right after that I could feel Jose breaking my second hole, and his load as HUGE, so warm and so thick, he really unloaded his balls inside of me!! Lorenzo shot his load inside Rafael too. And we were soooo tired after that omg, it’s really crazy because it’s the men that make all the movement but we the faggots go so tired when they finish, Jose was really sweaty I could see the drops of sweat falling from his chest and his face, Lorenzo was the same thing (Lorenzo told me later that he turned off the AC on purpose because he wanted his faggots to feel their smell during the fuck, I love my Master!!!)
So Lorenzo took Rafael, put him on his chest, my brother was mute, just shaking and feeling the moment with his ass full of cum. Then he told Jose to do the same with me, and he put me on his chest with all that sweat, omg I love so much. So Jose asked Lorenzo (very respecftully as always) if he could kiss my lips, he said that he never kissed a faggot wearing makeup and he wanted to feel it, and Lorenzo said “of course, have fun” while he was giving attention to Rafael, kissing his forehead and his face. So Jose took my neck and gave me a long kiss, I was also very sweaty and I could feel that huge load inside my pussy, it was so much cum brother!!
We stayed in the bed for some time, then Lorenzo told us that he wanted to take a shower. I thought he would take a shower by himself first because the bathroom is not that big for 4 people, but he took Jose’s hand and told that he wanted to take a shower with him, while the faggots waited for them. They stayed in the shower for 10 or 15 minutes, and then the two gorgeous men came back naked and wet, with their towels on their shoulders. I was relaxing with Rafael recovering from that huge fuck, he was asking me how I took Lorenzo so well in my pussy, I was trying to help my brother telling him that he did really great but then Lorenzo told us to go take a shower too. But instead of leaving us there, he joined us and washed Rafael’s hole with his own hands, washed his chest, his armpits, to make sure he would be smelling really well (although I love it, my Master doesn’t like fag sweat at all!) So he said to Jose “well, now that you fucked my boy so well and he is full of your seed, go ahead and wash him, in my house we take care of the boys after we use them!” So Jose jumped into the shower too and he was really happy to take care of me!! He kissed me again, washed my ass, cleaned my hole with his finger washed my whole body with water and soap, telling me how hot I am!!
The Men went to the couch watch tv and relax, Rafael and I went to the kitchen because we were all very hungry. I know you wanna know more about the DP, and it was REALLY REALLY CRAZY, but it was good!!! I will tell you more in other day ok?? I love you soooo much brother!!! I hope you are proud of me, I’m doing my best to be a good fag like you! <3 <3
See what I mean about Giovanni being a great faggot? He has the intuition that truly complements a great Alpha like Master Lorenzo.
A great faggot was truly needed in this case, because Master Jose needed a great faggot after taking Master Lorenzo’s fat dick and deeply-pumped load. In that critical moment, Master Jose’s masculinity (let alone Alphahood) was under assault in a way.
But there were Gio and Rafael, on their knees, still ready to serve him afterward. To honor him as an Alpha. To give him their holes so that he can use the full strength of his power on them and regain his sense of self as an Alpha.
I cannot tell you how proud I am of Giovanni and Rafael, two premium faggots who tackle their tasks with emotional intelligence, carnal lust, and boyish enthusiasm. They are the best kind of complement to the power and rage of an Alpha!
I also want to highlight the effortless power and delicate care Master Lorenzo exhibits in Giovanni’s tale. Master Lorenzo controlled every aspect of this encounter, from what the faggots would do while he fucked Master Jose, to teaching Master Jose about bathing the faggots after using them. I’m always impressed my Master Lorenzo, but these details just add to his legacy in my heart.
This entire episode was expertly executed in order to build up Master Jose and teach him how to better utilize his Alpha power. While Master Lorenzo was the conductor of this symphony, Giovanni and Rafael were the orchestra … and they played their parts perfectly.
I love you, my sweet little brother Gio and Raffy!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
In the long life of this site, there have been few threads to compare with the wondrous Hierarchical family raised with haphazard care by God Alpha Dino and his dearly-departed faggot wife Jamie. Jamie infused Master Dino with lots of money from a career writing in Hollywood, and he spun it into a massive fortune like some possessed Rumplestiltskin.
But even Master Dino would admit that his real fortune comes from his glorious sons. Masters Chad and Dean carry his God Alpha genetics, and his other son Jimmy makes him proud as a truly dedicated faggot. And together like a warped family they have built out a small, self-contained empire of Alphas like Masters Cal and Shane, and a bevy of faggots serving the Men day and night in a heavily-guarded compound secreted away in the mountains.
And so it has been ever since Master Dino and Jamie reached out to me so long ago, and it has been one of the great privileges of my fag life to know them and their motley crew. But circumstances have changed lately, as Master Dean reveals in his latest letter:
I regret you were uninformed as to Our recent deployment. As developments unfolded, everyone has been without internet service until the tower was installed.
As the Fanta fascist has begun its destruction of Our country, Father thought it best to close the complex, regroup, and, at least for a time, relocate. A smaller complex was built on an island near mommy’s. It was once an animal preserve but had gone back to ‘normal’ after the majority of the animals died off. Father’s tarriences were fueled by arranging the new home, complete with guards and protection. We and the faggots are turning lovely shades of brown again. There are some game animals still but they are safely fenced out, safe until My Holy Brother’s hunting instincts rush to the fore that is.
It’s has been a whirlwind of experience with sweeping changes for all. bunny and the rainbow have gratefully adapted to the changes and seem happier than ever before. I shall admit to you that Chadwick and I had a private assignation last evening and I feel more masculine than one can imagine. I never thought I could love My Brother more but I do. It is a strange, almost diabolical thing. My Brother and I can be working, which jokingly might start a wrestling match, which leads to carnality. It is almost unthinkable to submit to any Man. It actually sickens Me to imagine another Man inside Me but, oh, how fitting it is to feel and see Chadwick taking His pleasure from Me. It is an odd, unique bond. I would murder any other Man who attempted this violation of Me but The Savior’s magnificence somehow placates and soothes such homical impulses. It is a precarious situation. While equally strong, My love for bunny is quite different. For as phantasmagorical as the situation is, it is EXTREMELY satisfying for your King. I dominate all except for the most masculine of Men. It is a glorious, wonderous experience for this proud Alpha Male. I suppose it could be a humbling thing for others but I have known since birth that Chadwick would be the leader of We Brothers so the concerns of My submission to Him were softened by that fact.
My bunny is truly an adult now. she and c.c. have become mommy, for all intents and purposes. Cal and Chad are as true Brothers and We three casually and purposefully use faggots, grabbing them up from happy play, blessing them with sex and semen, then lolling about with refreshments while they giggle and play in the surf contented with Men’s fluids inside them.
Father is gone again on His quest to right the wrongs of the world. We shall discuss His lofty ambitions another time. The Sons of We Gods flourish in this climate and are quickly becoming little Men. My Holy Son and The Prince have become inseparable and are already asserting Their dominance. They are 7 and 6 respectively and have already been ‘caught’ demanding suspected faggot brothers to serve them in children’s ways. It is satisfying to observe Them asserting Their dominance. We have concurred that two boys are faggots as they happily do as the Alpha Boys say. It fills We Men with extreme pride. My bunny says hello to you as she swallows My surfeited slab of flesh. Lol
I must stop as redfaggot has appeared, hunger in her entire face. My mornings activities are assured. Goodbye for now little one. Your King must take and dominate.
First of all, I was so relieved (also astonished) to hear that God Dino has taken the extraordinary step of building a brand new secured mansion on an island outside the United States. It’s breathtaking what wealthy Alphas can do! Nobody strategizes better than God Dino, and he sees the handwriting on the wall: America is falling into fascism, and his family is endangered. So many Americans want to do the same thing right now (including yours truly), but they lack the resources and the Alpha mentality to make things happen at will. I’m so glad that God Dino, the ultimate Protector Alpha, has moved his massive flock out of danger!
Master Dean also touches on something I will be writing about more at-length (also a possible podcast episode) about Alphas breeding Alphas. All of the Alphas have been bred by Master Chad at some point or another regardless of their sexual preference. But, as I will discuss in more detail later, that breeding doesn’t diminish their Alphahood in any way. In fact, it tends to strengthen their Alphahood.
Now, Master Dean is a gay God Alpha, but being gay doesn’t mean he wants a cock in his ass or in his mouth. But what he DOES want is the massive shot of Master Chad’s virile cum. The sharing of cum between Alphas is a potent way to share Alpha genetics.
I’m also really intrigued by the way the sons of Masters Chad, Dean, and Cal are growing together and already developing natural Hierarchical tendencies at such a young age! It’s even more definitive proof that these roles arise organically from within us from birth!
The beautiful part is the young faggots will be raised Hierarchically with all of the love and support that most faggots do not enjoy!
I am always in awe of Master Dean. His power and depth of intellect and understanding are absolutely unmatched by anyone except perhaps God Dino and Master Chad. I’m so fortunate to have Master Dean’s loving protection in my life, and his god-like example to share with the world!
